Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

, tall and straight silhouettes of tall buildings could be vaguely seen in the sky. While I was watching, those buildings tilted one after another, and then they collapsed and shattered from the top floor as if the coating on the wall peeled off. When planted on the ground, it disappeared, as if falling into the void, and then the low buildings disappeared in pieces, and the green took over the earth.I looked around, and found that not only the underground, but spring had come to the whole world, forests and fields covered all the land, and everywhere was full of vitality.

Pigeons fluttered over my head, and a hedgehog burrowed into a bush near my feet.

I just laughed amusedly.

Allen followed me silently, like an intimate shadow.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was afternoon. I looked at the direction of the sun and walked forward, while asking Alan: "Alan, what do you want from me?"

"I just want your joy to last a little longer."

"Is this enough?"

"Yes."

"I don't understand. What's in it for you?"

"I've been running long enough for a machine." Alan gazed at me with blue eyes, the same listless way he had been for years, but he looked mild. "In various established plots, I discovered you. You don't need to give me anything extra, your existence itself is already a meaning to me."

"You have the highest priority level in this illusory world. If it was restricted by me at the beginning, you should be able to break it easily."

"Yes. My level is high enough to break, and my core advises me not to."

"It's not good for you to keep it."

"I have reservations about that."

I was too busy chasing the sun to say anything further.

In different worlds, unlike human affairs, the sun does not change much, it is always warm and beautiful, watching it allows me to find some sense of stability, even though I am lonely, I will live together, but it is not annoying.

Allen was always by my side, and when I found a suitable spot to watch the sunset, he made a small house with vines and flowers of various colors on the walls.He set up a parasol on the roof, opened a wicker chair, and created a cozy corner for me, and then went downstairs to reclaim the flower garden.After the sun goes down, I have a garden like no other in the world.There are no other gardens in this world, or this world is my garden.

101. Machine 16

"Flowers are always lovely things. Let there be flowers everywhere."

As a result, the sun and the moon rotated rapidly, the flowers and trees grew wildly, and the surroundings were filled with fresh and fragrant air. It seemed that green and moist water vapor could be squeezed out with one hand in the air.

When he changes under MY command, this world is Paradise.Buildings collapsed, civilization collapsed, replaced by endless forests, river valleys, flowers, fruits, the most beautiful nature.

It's like giving us the identity of gods.

With a bow and arrow, I chased the elk from under the low-hanging branches of the trees. It turned back in the distance. I stopped and drew the arrow.My arrow skills are far from accurate to this point, but I got my wish.

Alan dragged the deer to the stream, peeled off its fur, discarded its internal organs, and washed away the blood. The blood from the deer was diluted in the clear stream, and flowed into the distance with the broken petals on the water.We took the processed venison back to the lodge, where there was still electricity.Allen steamed rice in the rice cooker and sautéed venison with spices and vegetables in the electric hot pot while I played music and simple video games in the living room.

Against the backdrop of the mundane day-to-day world, my reason for being bothers me more than ever.

The five worlds shook me too much.For a while, I almost wanted to go another way, cruel, indifferent, and didn't care about the rules or other people's pain.I almost became someone who wasn't me.

This cannot but make me deeply vigilant.Although I think that my emotional fluctuations are less than ordinary people, I can try my best to keep myself rational. However, in the long time of wear and tear, the past has had a deeper impact on me than I imagined. It makes my heart linger with anger and malice all the time, making I lost my calm and stable state of mind.

When I was imprisoned, I longed for freedom; but freedom is not the answer to everything.In fact, there are three questions that no one can avoid - who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going.Tracing back to the source, personal identity authentication is the premise of everything.If I just want to be free, just go home or something, I will become the paranoid that I personally hated before, and I can change myself beyond recognition for a purpose.This is not what I want.

What I really want to know is who I am, why I can travel in this way every night, and what tasks I have. Only by figuring out these can I truly decide on my future path and walk on it impartially.Otherwise I would be very passive and could easily be molded into a different person by past experiences.

Alan is better than me in that he knows his identity, he has a mission, although he is more than happy to put the old mission aside in order to complete the new setting I gave him as a playful "lover".He's not human, but he never seems to be confused about it.Alan was a simple machine, and even though he looked melancholy, I always thought he would be happier than me.If only he could actually feel emotions.

In fact, I am not qualified to comment, and my emotions may not be as abundant as his.

Allen picked wild grapes for me to eat, and kept some seeds to bury in the open space in front of the door.After pouring a few bowls of water, the grape seedlings burst out of the ground, trembling slenderly in the wind.Insert wooden branches, set up a climbing frame, and pour a little water, the seedlings grow wildly, and the green vines cover the wooden frame, and then bear fruit, and there are many dark purple grapes hanging upside down on the frame.From germination to fruiting, it only takes two hours. If Allen wants to, he can make the process much faster.

He picked grapes to make wine, put the gorgeous wine juice into a jug made of jade, and put it in the refrigerator to cool down.The grapes have been growing, he has been making wine, and the wine stored in the refrigerator can't be used up.

On a cool night when the rain stopped, we walked in the depths of the river valley. Yellow and green fireflies flickered in the field. We walked to the riverside. Yinhui's water surface.The river water is a black mirror, reflecting vivid silvery white light.

Allen bent down and touched the river with his fingertips. Several lotus flowers and lotus leaves slowly grew from the bottom of the water where he touched. At first, they were only as big as fingernails, small and exquisite flowers, and then quickly grew into Normal size, the flowers and leaves spread out, intersecting and covering each other, quickly building a fragrant road leading to the center of the river.Looking back after a few moments, the lotus has already stood, the red lotus and the white lotus form an interesting contrast, and there are also fireflies flying around, and the fresh fragrance is diffused around.

We set foot on this path paved with flowers and leaves, and stopped at the center of the small river. Some leaves in the river grew bigger and bigger until they reached a diameter of □[-] centimeters. Alan and I sat on a lotus leaf in the water. Sparkling, quiet shadow Shenbi.

"I've never seen anything like this," I said, thanking Allen.

"Glad you like it."

"I'm very grateful." I gently touched the water under the lotus leaves with my fingers, and the soft sound of the water made people feel very warm in the quiet night. "Thank you for always taking care of me."

"It's my responsibility. Because I love you."

"You shouldn't keep saying that word."

"I'm not shy about expressing it, there's nothing to be shy about."

"Human beings are shy."

"Not everyone."

"Love." I relied on this word to recall the evidence in my memory, and I could only reap a lot of unpleasant memories.Such a good night, I don't want to disturb it with this name.

"That setup was a joke."

"This joke means a lot to me."

"Alan, have you ever thought about whether you really have the emotion of love, or are you just following the instructions of love?"

I can't understand why Alan is so keen on talking about "love". I have listened to too much, and I have no interest in it. Putting aside boring emotions, isn't the meaning of existence more worth thinking about?

Allen didn't speak.

"Love makes people seek rewards and encourages people to possess. This is the truth of 'love'."

I leaned down and gently stirred the lake water with my palm, and the water flowed down from my palm like silk.At this time, I heard a slight insect-like sound, very close, almost right next to me, more rhythmic than insects.I searched around, and found a few weird-looking robots waving their hands and feet on a certain petal of a red lotus in front of me.Their most primitive kind of robot, each of which is the size of a thumb, has a silver-gray metal shell, a square head and body, built like building blocks, but it can move and dance.I watched it with interest for a while, and realized that the thin sound like insects was their accompaniment.

A firefly landed in the center of the lotus, and the little robots danced beside its flickering light.I stared at the scene in front of me in a daze, and heard Allen talking in a low voice beside me.

"That's not how I love," Ellen said. "I think I'm loving, and you won't believe it."

I felt something lightly pecking at the lotus leaf where I was sitting. I looked down and saw a silver perch swimming beside it, holding a purple iris in its mouth.I took the flower off and watched the bass swoop into the water.

Allen is a stubborn fool.

I didn't ask if he knew I was from another world.For him, it may be easy to come to such a conclusion.I never bothered to hide the shadow of the past, and he knew everything, but said: "